Lemmy Quotes

Nobody ever said that growing old would be easy. Just having to hold the newspaper out in your forties and then hair growing out of unusual parts of your body in your fifties. It's tough on the ego.

It sucks getting old.

There's not enough talked about in terms of growing older. You start to lose your body.

I am scared of getting old. I am scared of being ill.

I have the problems of, I must confess, old age.

It's really hard being old - it's horrible.

Life begins at forty, but so does arthritis, and the habit of telling the same story three times to the same person.

You can't do some of the things you used to do. I suppose you have to go at a gentler pace. I mean, God help us, you can't sit at home being a Vicar or anything.

Once you reach a certain age, you find yourself visiting hospitals a lot.

Nothing is more bothersome to me than retiring. Weird things happen when you disengage; first you get negative, then you start telling people about your latest surgeries, and eventually you lose touch. I want to stay in touch.

Why would I worry about getting older - what's to moan about?

As I approach my 88th birthday, it's become apparent to me that my eyes and ears, among other appurtenances, aren't quite what they used to be. The prospect of long flights to wherever in search of whatever are not quite as appealing.

Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.

A lot of people stop short. They don't actually die but they say, 'Right I'm old, and I'm going to retire,' and then they dwindle into nothing. They go off to Florida and become jolly boring.

Losing friends is the worst thing about getting older.

With age, life becomes complex and difficult, often fraught with risk on several levels, from the practical to the fiscal.

I don't write so much now. I'm getting on 33, pot belly and creeping dementia.

Getting older and adjusting to all the things that biologically happen to you is not easy to do and is a constant struggle and adjustment.

What happens at 90 is that I don't walk so good, my eyes are going, I can't hear well, and I'm getting all of the 90s residuals.

Old age is a wonderful time of life. At least, that's what everyone tells you. But let me tell you: it is not true. What's true is that your hips, knees and ankles gradually give up on you - everything is quite dreadful, really. And it was a terrible thing to have told us because we believed it.

As you get older, your body doesn't hold up as much.

My problem isn't death but old age. I fret about my lack of balance, my buckling knee, my difficulty standing up and sitting down.

When you're at the wrong end of your 70s, everything is a challenge.

You know you're in your 40s when you've spent 48 hours trying to think of a word, and that word was 'hemorrhoids.'

The older you get, the more your body starts to reject certain things.